Serenity Prayer

Dear God,

Give me the courage to change the things that I can change,

the serenity to accept the things that I can’t change,


the wisdom to know the difference.



My Syria!

Chess was my favourite game when I was in college and then I got busy with life and had no time for it. However I was amazed to see that it is not only played on the board. Nowadays I am watching a hideous game of chess that is being played on the land of my Brothers and Sisters. Although I am yet unable to percieve the difference between these two players. Their role appear similar, with apparently different names. Also I am terrified to see that the main objective of chess is altered here. I doubt it is not being played with the intention to checkmate the opponent but to capture the pawns. Poor pawns!

Do you know what death is? Lying there, hearing things and knowing that there is absolutely nothing that you can do, that is death. And I am dying everyday. I feel like we all will be killed in the same way someday, castrated and helpless!

I believe in the power of prayers but I don’t have the courage to sit in front of Allah. He can ask me what are you doing for them? You are a Munafiq. I am afraid to pray, yet there is a faint voice deep inside me who is continuously praying.

May Allah safe my people from the so-called peacemakers and let them see the beautiful colors of sunrise and dance to the songs of koel. Ameen.

Under the Blue Sky!

Inspite of everything I still believe that people are really good at heart. I simply can’t build up my hopes on a foundation consisting of confusion, misery and death. I see the world gradually being turned into a wilderness, I hear the ever approaching thunder, which will destroy us too, I can feel the suffering of millions and yet, if I look up into the heavens, I think that it will all come right, that this cruelty too will end, and that peace and tranquillity will return again.

Anne Frank

Help Syria!

I can not help them because the only help they need right now is rescue. I am ashamed to ask people to donate as if unconsciously I have accepted that they don’t have any way out now. It’s like giving them some more time so that they don’t die of hunger before the shelling starts again.

Just want to say that it could be us!

Help yourself.




In every moment,

In every event of your life,

The beloved is whispering to you

Exactly what you need to hear

And know.

Who can ever explain this miracle?

It simply is.

Listen and you will discover it

Every passing moment.

Listen and your whole life will become 

A conversation

In thought and act

Between you and Him,

Directly, wordlessly,

Now and always.


Source: Rumi Reed (Facebook Page)